Luyện nghe bài hát The White Tent The Raft

there's a red
that from a purple tree
it falls it down
one red leaf against a clear sky
it floats
the marbles in the clearing
beneath the in flight
to the darkening
in the autumn
it touches down
oh, like a great bird
of autumn

there's a tent that sits
in the of a raft
that down
down the middle of a river
of a stream down
and the tears
from the eye
streaming beyond
the white sheets that and fly
oh, of wanting

the tent the raft
the white the raft
the tent the raft
fists and

CLEARING:
oh Mango in the
his leg or something

everything be alright
the trees
then his
the trees
deeper the jungle
and him there
we off the t.v.
never forget night
heard you
couldn't
hotel
get up to those peaks
would be

the white tent the
the white tent the
the white the raft
fists and

OVERCOAT CLEARING:
and when not our great overcoat
a grey and yellow dress
so the bees
they followed you through the
to the clearing in the
and you lay down and I you up
and I you must never leave
beautiful hands
like needles
and I said- it's Jane, me

she -
you go that's when you go
lighten up and the cup
fifty bucks and that's all you
yeah, I you

a white tent that sits
in the middle of a that floats down
floats the middle of a river
of a stream floating
and the streaming
from the eye
streaming beyond the white sheets
that and fly
oh, tears of

the white the raft
the white the raft
the white tent the
and chests

OVERKILL
found the in the clearing
and it tried to him of course
but then...only after it tried to get
he -
the meanest ugliest low-down
and he and swore
gonna the damn thing
(I'll never let nobody you)
I from the raft
and I my scent
it's not hard to a snake
it's not
it's not hard to kill a
not that hard

the tent the raft
the tent the raft
the white the raft
fists and

CLEARING:
what do you mean I you
stop I love you
I don't what you mean anyway
I don't know what is and...
you don't what love is and...
it doesn't change anyway

ah...who
who a...
all I see
is more
more
less than before me

the tent the raft
the white the raft
the white the raft
and chests

BIRDS AT DAWN
get off my branch...
stick legs are not
is my tree
it's getting
I'm to you
down your radio
dawn is - run!

every morning when the sun up
as as he can Get Up! Get Up!
yeah, I love you I you a lot
up and pass the cup

there's a thousand white
on a thousand rafts all floating
a thousand fists
and a chests
they come thundering
and the tears
from a eyes
streaming back beyond the sheets
that and fly
oh, of hunger

there's a white that blows
in the middle of a
that floats down down the
of a and lonely dream
or is it can't always tell...
and the clearings
blowing scarves
the slightly
the apart
and the river runs dry
oh, of open

the tent the raft
the white the raft
and one red
for my love...
for love...